[The cameras cut to Tony Awesome's office. Tony is relaxing in a black leather chair, with his feet up on the desk, and his hands folded behind his head. He lets out a sigh of relief. He shuts his eyes and looks like he's about to fall asleep when all of a sudden Chazz Mendel bursts through the office door!]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: AAHHHH!

[Tony, obviously scared, leans too far back and falls onto the floor! He's on his feet quickly though. Chazz slams his hands on the desk, his eyes wide with panic, and looking very sleep deprived.]

Chazz: TONY! I need help!

[Tony straightens out his suit and looks at The World Champion.]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Jebus, Champ! You look like you haven't slept in a week! Whatever you need, consider it done!

Chazz: That's exactly it! I think I've slept MAYBE three hours a night. That's not enough! That's not enough for a world class athlete like myself!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Not enough for a World Champ, either!

Chazz: Look who you're telling! I'm the champ, damnit! The belt's right he....[Chazz pats his waist and doesn't feel the belt. He looks down, and it isn't there!] AWWWWWW CRAP!!!! The belt! Where'd it go!?!?

[Tony looks at his Champion, and shakes his head very reminiscent of Zidane Starkiller.]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Listen, the belt's not important right now! What's important is that you're alright! I can't have my World Champion not getting any less than a minimum of eight hours of sleep! I've got this taken care of for you, Champ!

[Chazz breathes a sigh of relief.]

Chazz: Thank you so much, Tony! I feel like I can breathe now!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Oh you're going to be breathing much easier now that you've got one of the greatest police officers in all the land watching your back!

[Suddenly, The Cop walks into the shot.]

The Cop: Chazz Mendel with all of my years of police training you have nothing to fear anymore because I will shoot all sorts of perpetrators on your behalf because I am a man of the people.

[Chazz and The Cop shake hands.]

Chazz: Glad to have you on board.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Oh that's not all! I have someone else to watch your back. But he's not due to arrive for another couple of moments...

Chazz: From where?

Tony "Totally" Awesome: From, THE FUTURE.

[Suddenly a few bursts of Thunder and lightning can be heard coming from outside the office door. The door opens, smoke comes billowing in from the hallway, and in steps THE GRATE ONE.]

Chazz: The GRATE One!?! Thanks Mr. Awesome!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: No problem!

Chazz: Now let's go find that title belt!!!

[The cWo logo flashes and spins past the screen, as it spins out of control and hits the camera, we see a crack in the camera as clips of cWo wrestlers spew out of the crack in the screen doing what they do best. Sevendust's Driven begins to play as we see clips of last week's program, including flashes of the Kansas crowd, Tito defeating Ethan Long, Heretic getting in Crewe's face, followed by Heretic taking out Muru, followed by shots of the impromptu between Heretic and Crewe, then Thaddeus running in to help Crewe and costing him the match. We then cut to clips from Andrew Mendel's promo, being attacked by Mr. Rich and Jack Union under the order of Nick Dangerous, and being saved by David Rivers. Finally, we see Chazz Mendel hitting Michaels in the back of the head with his world title, then holding his title up, then a shot of the seeming "death threat" on the screen. We fade from a scared look on Chazz's face to a passing video of the fans in the Ford Center in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma holding up signs, one of which reads "We're stealing an NBA team form one of the leauge's best fanbases, yay us!" We then cut to the broadcast table as Lance Wilden introduces us.]

Lance Wilden: Welcome to the Ford Center here in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma! We're LIVE and this is cWo DRIVEN! I'm Lance Wilden joined always by Robbie Hart. Robbie, we've got a huge night tonight, as many questions from last week need to be answered! We've already seen Chazz Mendel beg Tony Awesome for protection, and Tony Awesome obliged the world champion!

Robbie Hart: Of course he did, Lance! He's got two of the most feared men in the world guarding the champ!

Wilden: Well it seems like the pressure of being the world champ seems to be going to Chazz's head.

Hart: You'd be stressed too if you had a price on your head!

Wilden: How do we know what we saw on the screen last week was even a death threat?

Hart: Are you calling Chazz Mendel a liar?!

Wilden: I'm just saying maybe his position is going to his head!

Hart: Never! He's Reg Mendel's son.... he can handle stress!

Wilden: Well, folks also in action tonight is the other Mendel brother, Andrew, as he teams with David Rivers to face the team of Nick Dangerous and Jack Union!

Hart: The big story is that David Rivers BETRAYED his friend Jack Union last week, Lance!

Wilden: More like Rivers was doing what's right! I don't know what's got into Jack Union recently..

Hart: He's finally become a productive member of society, being associated with Nick Dangerous will do that to you!

Wilden: We'll also be seeing a tag team title defense, as Victor Emmitt and Tito face off against Sanctioned Television!

Hart: Those hippies have been having a lucky streak recently, but tonight STV'll finally knock them off!

Wilden: And in our main event, Christian Roman steps in the ring with Omega in a Gauntlet Match!

Hart: I don't know if Roman is crazy or stupid at this point! He really wants to take on ALL the members of Omega?

Wilden: Well, how many members of Omega are there nowadays?

Hart: Well there's Notorious JON, Heretic... um...

Wilden: Exactly! Is Austin Edwards even an official member of Omega at this poit?

Hart; Well, we'll see! But even if it's just Jon and Heretic, Roman's got a death wish.. and not a good Death Wish! We're talking like a Death Wish IV Death Wish!

Wilden: Well folks, we've got Tiffany Tolberg standing by.... take it, Tiffany

[Johnny Serious is standing beside Tiffany Tolberg with an interview. Serious is wearing his F*CK DANGEROUS, BE SERIOUS tee shirt as Tiffany begins to speak.]

Tiffany: Hi, I am here with Johnny Serious. Johnny, first off, we wanted an update on Evette's status.

Johnny Serious: Well Tiffany, Evette is doing better, I can say that. She is out of the hospital and resting at an undisclosed location!

Tiffany: I'm sure we are all glad to hear that. As for Mr. Rich-

Johnny Serious: As for Mr. Rich - Let me cut you off right there. Mr. Rich will get what is coming to him, you believe it. Mr. Rich is one crazed fella in deed, but he is driven by a more menacing coward by the name of Nick Dangerous. I know that Dangerous is behind it all, and Mr. Rich is just a pawn. Rich was once a decent man, a good husband, but something happened and the man snapped. But Nick Dangerous, Dangerous is a sane man which makes me even more SICK! Nick made the conscious decision to send a psychosis ridden Mr. Rich after his ex-wife in order to mame her, and he's manipulating the man I once respected into harming one of the few true friends I have had in the business, and now Nick's made it personal. I've said it before and I will say it again. It is going to get REAL SERIOUS, SERIOUSLY FAST!

Tiffany: Two weeks ago, you left Andrew Mendel in a tag match. After you left, Mendel was brutaly attacked by Dangerous, Jack Union and Mr. Rich. What are your thoughts?

Johnny Serious: Tiffany....I love you, but now I have to ask you to stop asking questions. What do I think? What did I say earlier? Nick Dangerous is a coward. He has to do whatever he can to get any SERIOUS challenge out of the picture. Jack Union is a joke. He sat there and told us he wanted to be with a winner so he chose to stand beside Nick Dangerous. ARE YOU SERIOUS JACK UNION?? LAST I SAW, DANGEROUS lost the World Title twice in two weeks. Huge LOSER! The fact of the matter is Tiffany. Anyone connected to Nick Dangerous will PAY! Nick Dangerous will PAY! Union will PAY! Pilchard will PAY! Mr. Rich, will PAY! I don't care. I'll take them one by one of all together! IF NICK DANGEROUS HAS THE BALLS, I WILL TAKE HIM ON WHEN EVER HE FEELS HE IS READY!!!!!!!!!

(Johnny Serious stares into the camera and then walks off)

Tiffany: There you have it.

[A black SUV pulls into a parking space. The doors open and Austin Edwards steps out of the drivers side, followed by Heretic stepping out of the passanger side and Jen Diamond out of the rear passanger seat. Suddenly, a Priuis pulls wildly into the lot and pulls into the spot almost completly crooked. The driver''s side door opens and Notorious JON gets out. Heretic looks down at the horrible parking job.]

Notorious JON: It's Muru's fault! He'd been driving me!

Heretic: You couldn't just ride with us?

Notorious JON: No thank you, [closes eyes smugly] I happen to care about the enviornment!

[Notorious JON goes to the back of the Prius and opens his trunk. He looks down at his duffel bag, which has been stuffed into the tiny trunk.]

Notorious JON: Stupid Muru!! I have to carry my own bag now! Do you see this?! Do you see how hard I have it?

[He pulls at the bag, which gets halfway out and then stuck. Frustrated, he pulls it harder and it flies out, striking him in the head.]

Notorious JON: OOW! MY CEREBELLUM!

[He crumples to the ground, out cold on his back. The other members of Omega begin to panic.]

Heretic: MEDIC!!

[Commercial Break]

[Outside the Omega locker room. Heretic, Jen Diamond and Austin Edwards stand outside the door, looking nervous. Tony "Totally" Awesome rushes over to them.]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: What do we know? Have you heard anything?

Diamond: The doctor's in there now. We haven't had a chance to talk to him.

[The door opens and a doctor, who looks a lot like an aspiring actor/paid extra, steps out. He looks down at his clipboard.]

"Doctor:" He has a broken..

[Jen Diamond clears her throat]

Diamond: Sure it's not a coma?

"Doctor:" Oh. right! I'm afraid he's slipped into a coma!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: A coma! For how long?

"Doctor": [suddenly getting over the top serious, then upset] I JUST DON'T KNOW!

Edwards: What can we do?

"Doctor": All we can do now is wait... and pray.

Wilden: Are you kidding me?

Hart: This is a national tragedy, Lance! Notorious JON is in a coma!

Wilden: I don't believe that for one second, Robbie. This is just another one of their schemes!

Hart: You heard the doctor!

Wilden: There's no way that was a real doctor.

Hart: He had a white coat on! They don't just give those to anybody!

Wilden: We'll keep an eye on that situation, whatever that is.

Hart: It's a matter of life and death!

Wilden: I'm sure it is. Well, it's time for our first match of the evening as the Tag Team Champions, Victor Emmit and Tito square off against Sanctioned Television! Lets send it over to Donna Dixon!

Donna Dixon: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the cWo tag team championships!

Hart: It's about time!

[STV's theme hits the PA system as fans boo their arrival.]

Dixon: Entering the ring first, Dorian Crittle and Charlie "Boom Boom" Bavadra, they are Sanctioned Television!

Hart: And I'm proud to say we're looking at the new tag team champions!

Wilden: Not so fast Robbie, nothing ever comes from being presumptuous! They gotta prove they can win it before we call them champions!

Hart: That doesn't make any sense, there's no way they can lose!

[STV get settled in the ring when the intro to "Don't Stop 'Till You Get Enough" by Michael Jackson hits the PA system. The arena is highlighted with psychedelic lights that shift back and forth to the beat. The intro comes to a close, when we see Victor coming out wearing a Stevie Ray Vaughan-esque hat and jacket. He comes out with Tito as they both stop at the stage to hold up both their arms slightly above shoulder level and rock the horns Ronnie James Dio style, before making their way to the ring.]

Dixon: And their opponents, the current reigning cWo tag team champions, Victor Emmit and Tiiiitoooooo!

[Victor and Tito slap hands with the fans as they make their way to the ring.]

Hart: They better say their goodbyes before it's too late! I've already seen enough!

[Victor and Tito quickly get in the ring as they stand in the corner opposite STV.]

DING DING DING

[Charlie Bavadra and Victor Emmit start out the match, as the two begin circling one another, when Bavadra quickly raises one hand, challenging Victor to a test of strength. Victor complies as he offers his hand, when Charlie quickly kicks Victor in the gut.]

Hart: What an idiot, oldest trick in the book.

Wilden: We're just getting started Robbie!

[Bavadra keeps up the pace as he continues kicking at Victor's gut, Victor backs into the corner as Dorian Crittle grabs Victor by the arms, allowing Bavadra the opportunity to keep kicking.]

Wilden: Hey come on now!

Hart: They're living out my wildest dreams here!

[Bavadra then before the count of five releases the pressure on Victor as he snap mares him to the ground, before tagging in Crittle.]

Wilden: And the tag, Dorian Crittle now the legal man, what do these two have in mind for us right now?

[Crittle and Bavadra both run to opposite ropes as they rebound with basement dropkicks to the back and chest of Victor Emmit.]

Wilden: Mirror dropkicks! That oughtta pound the air out of poor Victor!

Hart: And how!

Wilden: Crittle now keeping the pressure on as he places Victor in a rear chinlock! Fans rallying behind the one man mix tape as he reaches for his tag team partner, but it doesn't seem like getting that tag is gonna be an easy feat.

Hart: You see the difference between these passive hippies and the aggressive STV? STV looks to be appreciating what's at stake!

Wilden: I think Victor and Tito definetely know what's at stake.

Hart: Doesn't look like it to me!

[Suddenly on a whim Victor pushes himself to his feet, and takes Crittle down with an arm drag.]

Wilden: Victor frees himself!

[Crittle gets up, only to get arm dragged again.]

Wilden: Another armdrag by Victor!

[Crittle gets up again, only to be dropkicked into Victor and Tito's corner.]

Hart: Oh no!

Wilden: Victor hops to it with a tag to Tito!

[Tito climbs into the ring and clotheslines Crittle into the turnbuckle, as Bavadra tries entering the ring to help his partner out, only to find himself on the opposite end of a dropkick by Victor Emmit.]

Wilden: Victor keeping Bavadra from impacting the match!

[The impact of Tito's clothesline sends Crittle reeling from the corner, as Tito hiptosses him to the mat, Crittle immediately tries to get to his feet as he makes it to his hands and knees.]

Wilden: Looks like Victor's buying a stairway to heaven!

[Victor charges Crittle, jumping off his back to the top rope, and from the top rope to the outside with a plancha on Bavadra.]

Wilden: What a move! Wow!

Hart: Darn!

[As Crittle makes it to his feet, Tito quickly picks him up and powerslams him to the mat.]

Wilden: And there's Tito's favorite powerslam! And the pin!

ONE

TWO

THREE

Wilden: Short but sweet, and still the tag team champions!

Hart: They can't have too much more gasoline in the tank!

Wilden: Only time will tell how much longer we'll see these two as champions, as we now take a short break!

[Rivers is unpacking a kit bag in the locker room as Jack Union walks in]

Rivers: Jack.

Union: Traitor.

Rivers: Oh grow up Jack. You have no damn right to say that.

Union: I took you in as a FRIEND, trained you, PAID you at one point. Now you swing chairs at my face? I think it's you who should be doing the damn growing up, DAVE.

Rivers: Oh yeah, I could just forget the past two months where you suddenly became a complete ass, or that you've blamed me for everything that's gone wrong in your career, or the fact you put me down at every oppourtunity. No Jack, my concience is quite clear in that respect. You had this coming, and you deserved it.

Union: You'll get what you deserve tonight buddy. I'll make sure you're reminded how damn useless you really are. I trained you, I know your weaknessess -

Rivers: - And I know yours. I know that, for example, your left knee is weaker than the right. I know that arm related submissions make you tap quicker, I know HOW to escape the Union Jack from every angle, at any time.

Union: Well I guess I'll have to think of new angles, eh?

Rivers: I guess you will.

Union: Go to hell.

Rivers: Talk in the ring. I'm bored of your verbal crap.

Union: Oh, don't worry 'pal'. You'll get yours tonight.

[Jack walks off as Rivers stares after him]

[Commercial Break]

Wilden: Fans, Cyberslam IV is almost upon us! You may have noticed that this week's driven doesn't have as many matches as we usually do, that's because starting TODAY we're going to be starting "Cyberslam Rewind," a look back at some of the great moments from Cyberslam history. This week's clip is from Cyberslam V, and it features..

Hart: Robbie, this clip NEEDS no introduction! Just roll it!

[The lights go out as the voice of Johnny Serious comes over the sound system and says "Are You SERIOUS." The crowd boos as an orange light turns on in the arena.]

Hart: Here we go!

MB: The following contest is a non-sanctioned fight! Introducing first, making his way to the ring at this time. Accompanied by Mr. Rich.... Joooooohny Seeeeerioooooous!

[The song "Serious" by Alice Cooper plays. Johnny Serious makes his way out to the ring with his manager, Mr. Rich close behind. As he climbs the stairs to the ring he turns to the crowd and mouths off to them. He enters the ring, goes to a corner and climbs the turnbuckle and makes an "S" symbol with his hands. The regular house lights come back on.]

Hart: Johnny Serious looks like he's all business tonight, he's ready to fight.

Wilden: Actually, he looks a little nervous to me! I don't think he was expecting John Lugo to show up here tonight!

[He jumps down off the turnbuckle and he calls for the microphone from Mic Benson on the outside. As Johnny Serious is handed the microphone, he walks towards the middle of the ring and stands alongside Mr. Rich. His music is cut and the crowd starts up a "Lugo" chant.]

Johnny Serious: Last week on Carnage, I told you all that we were going to see what kind of man John Lugo was tonight at Cyberslam...and it appears as if John Lugo did show up here to Madison Square Garden earlier tonight.

[The crowd pops. Johnny Serious looks at Mr. Rich with a little smirk as he turns back towards the crowd and continues.]

JS: "The Iceman" was here, ready to go...and that surprised me. HOWEVER, just a couple minutes ago...we picked up some video footage from the parking lot that DIDN'T surprise me. Roll the footage!

[A video starts rolling on the big screen of John Lugo walking down a backstage corridor dressed in a sweat suit carrying a black gymbag. The crowd pops as we see Lugo walking. Suddenly, we see Lugo go through double doors into the parking lot where there is a limousine waiting. Suddenly, the crowd starts to boo as we see John Lugo approach the limo. He opens the door, throws his gymbag in and steps into it shutting the door behind him. A few seconds after, the limousine speeds away and the video feed is cut. The crowd is booing as the cameras come back to Johnny Serious and Mr. Rich standing in the ring smiling from "ear to ear".]

Johnny Serious: That's right ladies and gents...."The Iceman" John Lugo took his ball once again and WENT HOME!

[We cut back to the announce table at Driven]

Wilden: Folks, I apologize, that was the wrong clip.

Hart: Wrong clip? That was one of the greatest moments in the history of cWo, if not THE greatest moment in the entire history of wrestling.

Wilden: Folks, Cyberslam has always been about the best in the business squaring off on the biggest stage of them all. This week's rewind is a match between two of the biggest names in cWo History, as Chris Michaels squared off against his sometime friend and sometime enemy, Chris Cypher!

MB: Ladies and gentlemen, cWo Cyber Slam 5 continues with a singles match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Miami, Fl. Chris Cypher!

[Scum of the Earth hits the PA system and the crowd errupts in to a chorus of boos. Cypher makes his way out onto the ramp and gives his trademark sly smirk as he looks around at the fans and eggs them on to hammer him with boos. Cypher makes his way down the ramp and climbs up the steps through the ropes. He bounces back on the ropes and weights for his opponent.]

MB: And his opponent, from Roanoke, VA. Weighing in at 225 lbs. 'Hot Shot' Chris Michaels!

["Superstar" by Saliva hits the PA and the first ballot hall of famer "HotShot" Chris Michaels comes through the curtain. The crowd jumps to their feet and cheers for him. Michaels, making his way down the ramp, pans the crowd looking for familiar faces. He slides in the ring and mounts the second turnbuckle giving a one-fist salute to the fans.]

Wilden: We're all set to get this one started, Robbie. Chris Michaels and Chris Cypher will lock horns and do it one more time at the cWo's biggest show of the year.

Hart: These two know one another extremely well, Lance. They have fought each other on many occassions in the past, and have been the closest of friends as well. It should be interesting to see how this one pans out.

Wilden: Both wrestlers now in the ring circling one another, it looks like some trash talk is going back and forth.

Hart: Ofcourse there will be, Lance. This match is about more than just wrestling. These two are masters of mind games.

[Bell Sounds]

Wilden: There is the bell as both of these guys continue to dance around the ring. Cypher stops and puts his hand out, it looks like he wants to shake.

Hart: Ha! Look at Michaels... he doesn't trust Cypher for one second. He is practically laughing in his face.

Wilden: Cypher shrugs is off and now the two are going to go for a good old fashion lock up. Cypher now with a quick arm drag and Michaels slams into the mat. Cypher is doing a little taunting as he looks to the crowd.

Hart: A bit premature, eh Lance? This one is just underway.

Wilden: Cypher better not lose focus. Michaels can end this one, with one quick super kick to the chin. Cypher charges and another lock up. Cypher quickly with a go behind and rear waist lock. Michaels with a back elbow and standing switch. Cypher reaches behind, grabs Michaels and tosses him over his hip and down to the mat.

Hart: We're seeing it already, Lance. These guys know one another's style so well that they can reverse just about any move. Right now, Cypher is all over Michaels.

Wilden: Cypher remains confident as well, Robbie. The crowd here is really letting him hear the boos and he acts like he is feeding off of it.

Hart: These athletes love the atmosphere. Cypher takes the energy from the crowd and really turns it into in-ring performance. Michaels is the same way. These guys have been in the spotlight for so long, and they know how to put on a good show.

Wilden: Michaels back to his feet, heres another lock up. Side head-lock from Cypher. Michaels forces Cypher back into the ropes and now a whip across. Cypher bounces back, Michaels is going for a slam, but Cypher is able to avoid it. He lands behing Michaels and pulls his feet out from under him! How about Chris Cypher? He is certainly staying 'one step ahead'.

Hart: Don't use Cypher's trade mark catchphrase Lance. He is looking good however. A lot of people thought these guys age would play a factor in the match and keep is slow paced. But then again this IS Cyber Slam and everyone always seems to fight that extra gear.

Wilden: Michaels seems a bit frustrated here. Cypher is really getting under his skin right now, as Michaels slaps the mat and gets to his feet.

Hart: Ha! Look at Cypher egg the Hot Shot on. He is practically begging him for a challenge.

Wilden: Another lock up. Cypher with a kick to the gut, and now a clubbing blow to the back. Michaels down on one knee and Cypher has him up. Whip into the ropes, it's reversed. Cypher bounces back and a hip toss from Michaels! Cypher up quickly, and Michaels charges with a big clothesline. Cypher is sent over the top and drops to the outside!

Hart: Lucky set of chain moves! Cypher is clearly out wrestling Chris Michaels in this one.

Wilden: Michaels in the ring, calls to the crowd and they cheer him on as he yells something to Cypher who is now up on the outside and pacing around. Cypher looks like he is trying to regain his composure here. LOOK OUT! Michaels with a baseball slide under the bottom ropes and he connects on Cypher!

Hart: Look out Chris!

Wilden: Cypher crashes into our announce table here, and Michaels isn't done yet. Listen to the crowd Robbie, they are loving every minute of this!

Hart: These people are idiots. They wouldn't know real talent if it bit them on the nose. Michaels is way over the hill! Cypher is the true star here.

Wilden: Michaels gets back into the ring, Cypher is back up to his feet now.

Hart: Come on Chris! Get back in there!

Wilden: Cypher steps back on the apron, now he is turning to face the announce booth. Why would he turn his back to a dangerous man like Chris Michaels?

Hart: Come on Lance! He has this one in the bag. Look he is giving me the thumbs up sign.

Wilden: Well he better turn around... Michaels grabs him in a side headlock and now he pulls him over the ropes! Cypher's feet are hooked on the top rope, and now the referee is telling Hot Shot to break the hold!

Hart: Come on! This is clearly an illegal tactic. Gain some control in there ref!

Wilden: Michaels lets go of Cypher and he crashes face first into the mat! Cypher is down and holding his face, he really hit the mat hard.

Hart: This is proposterous! How can Chris Michaels treat a star like Cypher in such a manner.

Wilden: Cypher up on his feet and still holding his face.

Hart: He could have broken a nose or something. Do you see any blood Lance?

Wilden: Michaels makes his way back over, and now he slams Cypher's head into the turnbuckle! Obviously, Chris Michaels is not too worried about Cypher!

Hart: Well he should be!

Wilden: Cypher stumbled out of the corner. Michaels put him in a headlock and now he whips him over his hip and drops him down on the mat right into a cover, one... two... and a quick kick out from Cypher. Michaels continues to hold that headlock in and now it appears he is just going to grind this one out.

Hart:It's great to have two high profile wrestlers in the ring so early in the show Lance. We have a ton of more matches coming up, but this one might steal the show early.

Wilden: Cyber Slam 5 is jam packed with incredible matches, just like any other cWo mega ppv event we hold. It's the biggest show of the year for a reason, and tonight we may have a new world champion.

Hart: Pfft. Notorious JON doesn't stand a chance. Devon Dice is in much better wrestling shape than he ever will be, Lance. Jon's days are long gone... we're looking at a new era here in the cWo... an era headed by Devon Dice!

Wilden: Cypher now battling to his feet. Michaels continues to hold on to that side headlock. Cypher is able to menouver his way into the ropes and now he goes to push Hot Shot off and across the ring, but Michaels is able to grab on to Cypher's hair and hold on to the headlock!

Hart: Another illegal move by this so called, do gooder. This is exactly why Kyle Kash's brand of cWo should NOT be part of the organization anymore. This is the type of behavior Kash encourages.

Wilden: Kash is a strong believer in the traditions that brought cWo to the top. He is the reason why we are even here tonight in perhaps the biggest show the cWo has ever seen!

Hart: Bah!

Wilden: Michaels still has the hold here. He is squeezing tight but Cypher is working his way up again. He backs Michaels into the ropes and this time successful pushes him off, across the ring and into the ropes. Michaels bounces off and Cypher drops to his stomach. Michaels springs off the ropes again and leap frog from Cypher. One more time off the ropes, monkey flip attempt, but Hot Shot is able to avoid it and stomps on Cypher's face!

Hart: Come on! What kind of elitest garbage is that?

Wilden: A perfectly fine defense to the monkey flip if you ask me. Cypher up and backed into the corner. Michaels with an irish whip across the ring. Cypher slams back first, and now Hot Shot follows in with a splash, but Cypher ducks it! Michaels caught on the ropes and now a big kick from Cypher which sends Hot Shot all the way down the floor on the outside!

Hart: That's what I'm talking about baby! Woo!

Wilden: Michaels is up and Cypher is going to attempt a baseball slide of his own, but Hot Shot side steps it. Hot Shot slams Cypher's head into the apron! What a conter. Michaels rolls Cypher into the ring and now he quickly hops to the top rope. Look out, he might be going for... YES! Michaels connects on the big flying elbow. Here's a cover, one... two... thr... NO! Cypher was able to get a shoulder up just in time.

Hart: Cypher needs to get something going here. Michaels has been on the offensive most of the match. Time may just be running out.

Wilden: Cypher trying to stay alive in this one. Michaels is dragging him to his feet... OH! A low blow from Cypher! Cypher has always been known as one to break the rules.

Hart: No different from Michaels, Lance. Chris is just bending them here.

Wilden: Cypher sends Hot Shot into the corner and now he follows up with a kick to the mid section. Michaels hunches over and he gets a stiff jab to the jaw. Kick to the gut, followed by another stiff jab! Cypher is really laying into him now! Hot Shot is trapped in the corner!

Hart: Hit him harder Cyph!

Wilden: The referee pulls Cypher off of Michaels, who stumbles out of the corner. Cypher with an Irish Whip and now a huge knee to the face! Quick cover, one... two... kick out! Cypher thought he had him there.

Hart: Come on! That was a three count.

Wilden: Michaels trying to get to his feet, and now kick to the ribs from Cypher. Followed up by another, and a third! Cypher now has Michaels on the edge. This may have been the opportunity Cypher was waiting for. Michaels has rolled under the ropes and is now standing on the apron from the outside. Cypher makes his way over, but Michaels is able to give him a couple of shoulder thrusts into the gut. Cypher staggers back and Michaels hops over the rope and gets a sunset flip, one.. two.. NO! Cypher is able to get away from it.

Hart: Phew! That was a close call, Lance.

Wilden: Both men up to their feet at the same time, they both seem to be worn down a bit here. Cypher comes in with a big clothesline attempt, ducked by Hot Shot... SUPERKICK! He caught him with the superkick out of nowhere!

Hart: Oh no! Come on Chris.. get up!

Wilden: Cypher is not allowing the Hot Shot to keep him down. He is up, but he look wobbly.

Hart: A super kick isn't going to keep Chris Cypher down!

Wilden: Cypher stumbles in the ring, Michaels is ready to pounce. Cypher makes his way toward Michaels... WHY ME!? WHY ME!? He just hit the Front Russian Leg Sweep!

Hart: NO! This has to be some kind of mistake!

Wilden: Michaels lays Cypher out, here's a cover. One... two... three! Chris Michaels has done it!

[Bell Sounds]

MB: Here is your winner, "Hot Shot" Chris Michaels.

[We go back to the announce table at Driven]

Wilden: More history will be made when cWo presents Cyberslam VI! We'll be right back with more Driven right after this!

[Commercial break]

[The scene opens with Chazz still turning the backstage area upside down looking for his belt with The Grate One and The Cop in tow.]

Chazz: YOU! TURN OVER THOSE TABLES! NOTHING WILL BE UNTURNED UNTIL I FIND THAT BELT!

[The Grate One nods and toppes over a bunch of table, sending stuff flying onto the floor and people scattering in fear. The Cop is beating on something with his club as Chazz searches the wreckage for his belt.]

Chazz: Dammit, where is it!

[He drops to his knees and looks at his wits end until CBK enters the scene, the cWo World Heavyweight Championship sitting on his shoulder. Chazz eyes widen as CBK takes the belt off his shoulder and looks at it.]

Chazz: Where'd...where'd you find it!?

Andrew: You know, little brother...it's not so important where I found it. What's important is that you shouldn't have lost it in the first place? I mean, this...[Andrew eyes the title belt]....this is 15 pounds of pure excellence, Chazzworth. Ya shouldn't just leave it laying about for anyone to find!

[Andrew smiles deviously as Chazz glares at him.]

Chazz: Lecture me later, give it back to me now!

Andrew: I guess I could give it back to you...but you never know when you'll lose it again, Chazzworth. You never know...

[Andrew slaps the belt back on his shoulder and smiles. Chazz shakes his head.]

Chazz: I'm going to get to the bottom of this, Andrew! And I don't care if you're at the top!

[Chazz Mendel storms off with The Cop and The Grate One and Andrew rolls his eyes.]

[Ronald "Wrecking" Crewe walks through the hallway. He's suddenly stopped by Heretic.]

Heretic: Lucky.

Crewe: Lucky what?

Heretic: You. You're lucky. You caught a break last week.

Crewe: A break? You think that little move was gonna make ME tap out? You got lucky Walker shoved his nose in my business.

Heretic: Oh please. You people never last in this business.

Crewe: You people?

Heretic: Self proclaimed "tough guys." Look at the history around here, JJ Carter.. hell, even Sean Pason.. guys like you, it never works.

[Thaddeus Walker suddenly jumps into the frame, he's dressed in his safari gear made from various endangered species.]

Thaddeus: I heard what you said, Mack, and I've just had about enough of your shennanigans! Coloreds have more bones in their legs and that's why they're good at wrestling, get it? Furthurmore, when us reputable white christian males were educating themselves and building civilzation, the Darkie Race was running and acceling at athletics! So, Coloreds should be treated equally, ya hear?

Crewe: Man, you better get the f...

Thaddeus: Fear not, noble savage, I'm here to stick up for your civil rights! Now, mack, you better apologize to this boy or I'll give you a rap in the kisser!

Heretic: Well, Crewe, since you're so sure you had me beat last week... how about another shot? Next week why don't you and Dr. King here

Thaddues: King? The name's Walker, sport, Thaddeus Horatio Walker!

Heretic: Right. You and this clown against Omega.

Crewe: I don't need this fool to take out you bums. You want it, you got it.

Heretic: Good. Now if you'll excuse me, my friend's in a coma.

[Heretic pushes past the two of them. Crewe looks at Walker, annoyed.]

Thaddeus: Looks like we're gonna be partners, fella! Well, let's teach you how to read...

Wilden: Well, it looks like we have a match for next week!

Hart: Shame on Crewe for backtalking Heretic! The man is obviously going through a lot, with his best friend in a coma!

Wilden: I don't know why Heretic keeps riding Ronald Crewe! They had a hard fought match last week.

Hart: Good for Thaddeus Walker, though! He's really establishing himself as a civil rights legend! We'll all be equal by the time he's done!

Wilden: We already are, Robbie! How can he still proceed to use offensive language, yet still claim he's a civil rights activist?

Hart: Because he's from another time, Lance! He doesn't know there's anything wrong with how he speaks... it's just colorful, not offensive!

Wilden: Well, up next is a much anticipated matchup. We've seen the tensions between Jack Union and David Rivers earlier, but let's not forget the tension between Andrew Mendel and Nick Dangerous!

Hart: Tension? Everything was fine until Andrew Mendel decided to get involved with a situation that had NOTHING TO DO WITH HIM! He hasn't left Nick Dangerous any choice, and Nick isn't a man who avoids his problems!

Wilden: He's not?

Hart: No! If there's one superstar who always handles his own business, it's Nick Dangerous! This match'll be no different.

(The opening strains of "Our Truth" by Lacuna Coil cue on the PA. As the drums kick in, fireworks explode out of the ramp. "The Comeback Kid" Andrew Mendel charges out onto the ramp. He smiles cockily as he makes his way, slapping hands with some of the fans on the way.]

Donna Dixon: The following contest is a tag team match, scheduled for one fall!

Hart: Here comes a real sellout!

Wilden: What?

Hart: I never thought I'd live to see the day that a Mendel has gone soft.

Wilden: He's the only Mendel in my mind that actually has any dignity.

Hart: You always had bad taste in Mendels.

Donna Dixon: Entering the ring first, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, Andrew Meeeendelllll!

Hart: Booooo!

Wilden: I don't think he hears you Robbie.

Hart: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Wilden: That's enough.

[Andrew slides into the ring and does a little spin around, then raises his arms in a pose, fireworks shooting up beside him. He plays to the crowd some more as he waits for his tag team partner for the night. 'Falling Apart' begins to play as the crowd rise to their feet. David Rivers appears at the entrance ramp. He smiles and nods to the crowd as he makes his way down to the ring.]

Hart: Here's another joker who thinks he's a man all of a sudden.

Wilden: Rivers did the right thing last week, and looks to continue doing so this week, I know the fans are ecstatic that his friendship with Union wasn't strong enough for him to align himself with the likes of Nick Dangerous.

Hart: So in short, he's an idiot!

Donna Dixon: And his partner, weighing in at three hundred and five pounds, he is David Rivers!

[He steps over the top rope and begins stretching, when "Midlife Crisis" hits the PA system, prompting Nick Dangerous and Jack Union to make their way out.]

Donna Dixon: And their opponents, at a combined weight of five hundred and twenty five pounds, Jack Union and Nick Daaaangerous!

[The fans boo as the duo make their way down to the ring.]

Hart: These guys have no idea how much crap they're in.

Wilden: You think?

Hart: Oh yeah, they're in for a world of hurt Lance.

[Nick Dangerous and Jack Union get in the ring, as they face off towards the corner of their opposition, both looking undecided on who's to start the match as Rivers takes his place on the ring apron, and Andrew Mendel in the ring.]

Wilden: Andrew Mendel looks to be the one starting things off for his team. But what about team Dangerous?

[Nick seems to have taken his spot in the ring as Union stands at the apron.]

DING DING DING

Hart: Here we go!

[Nick and Andrew meet at the center of the ring, as they begin trash talking one another.]

Wilden: I'm hyped for this Robbie! I hope Andrew puts him in his place!

Hart: Nick's place is so far above where he is right now it's not even funny!

[Suddenly an over anxious Jack Union leans his hand over the top rope for a tag, as Nick sees an opportunity to sit out, takes the offer.]

Wilden: Nevermind, looks like it's gonna be Union and Mendel here.

[Suddenly Rivers gets anxious as well as he reaches for a tag, Mendel is quick to oblige as Union charges after him to try and stop him, but it's too late as Mendel tags in Rivers.]

Wilden: We got Rivers v.s. Union! Yes!

Hart: Don't give the people what they want Union!

[Union charges back to his corner to tag Nick back in, but Nick pulls away, not wanting any part of it.]

Hart: Hey what the?

Wilden: Nick doesn't even wanna get in the ring with Rivers!

[Nick is seen shouting "you wanted it!" to Union, as Union quickly circles around Rivers, who looks to really wanna get his hands on Union.]

Wilden: Come on Rivers! Kick him in the face! Let's get it on!

[Union puts on the brakes as he rolls under the ropes and walks out on the match, the fans boo as he walks up the entrance ramp.]

Wilden: He's walking out? The match hasn't even gotten started!

Hart: These fans don't deserve this match on free tv! Union is a business man! He knows how it works!

[Rivers looks on at Union in frustration as the fans loudly boo the outcome of the match, as the referee begins counting Union out, Nick throws his arms over his head as he decides to leave alongside Union, he steps off the apron and jogs towards the entrance ramp, when suddenly a disgruntled Johnny Serious comes running down the ramp, prompting Nick Dangerous to run the other way.]

Wilden: Nick tried getting out as well! But not on Serious' watch!

[The fans erupt as Nick runs the opposite direction, as he scurries through the crowd to get away from Serious, Serious stops at the guard rail as he sees Nick is long gone, as he looks on in frustration, the fans chant Serious' name.]

DING DING DING

Donna Dixon: The winner of this match, by disqualification, David Rivers and Andrew Mendel!

[The fans cheer, as some boos over the outcome are heard.]

Wilden: Well Dangerous and Union cheated us out of a great possible match tonight, but Serious is back and he's hot on their heels with a few new friends, they won't get away with antics like that for long!

[A crowd gathers outside of the Omega lockerroom, holding a candle light vigil. Amongst them are members of each faith. A Rabbi, a Priest and a Muslim Imam pray with their respected books. A man in a suit clutches a copy of Dyanetics and looks to the sky. A woman shakes a stalk of corn at the four winds. Several people bow before a large golden representation of Moloch which looks to be stained with babys' blood and mothers tears. Andrew Fiasco walks to the door and rolls his eyes.]

Fiasco: Oh come on.

[He opens the door, but is immediately shoved back out by the members of Omega.]

Edwards: Hey! This is private!

Diamond: You've got no right to be here!

Fiasco: Do you REALLY expect me to believe that he's in a coma in there?

Heretic: If he was faking, why would there be this outpouring of prayers and love from our great fans?

Fiasco: Bull! This is just another attempt to get out of a match.

Heretic: You really think we'd balk at an oppertunity have Roman all to ourselves? Really?

Fiasco: Well, if you want him so bad.. then why don't YOU face him ONE ON ONE tonight?!

[The door opens and Fiasco is face to face with Tony "Totally" Awesome.]

Tony "Totally" Awesome: How about you have some respect, Fiasco! My brother is lying in here, a prisoner of his own mind.. and all you can care about is a match?!

Fiasco: I'm not letting them get away with this again!

Tony "Totally" Awesome: You don't make the rules around here, Fiasco.. I DO, and I'm sick of you acting like you're te boss around here! Do you know who the boss around here is? Let me tell you who it is! It's ME.. Tony Awesome! So, MINORITY OWNER, let me tell you what's gonna happen tonight. Roman is still gonna get Omega, but not in a Gauntlet.. not one at a time, he's got Austin Edwards and Heretic in a HANDICAP MATCH! Oh... and to make things interesting, let's make it no disqualification! That sound good to you, Heretic?

Heretic: I have no complaints.

Tony "Totally" Awesome: Good. Now Andrew, this is a family situation... and lat time I checked, YOUR not family. So go make yourself useful, if that's possible!

[Commercial Break]

Hart: I don't know how we can even dream of continuing this show, Lance! I think I should go pray to Moloch for Jon's speedy recovery.

Wilden: Notorious JON is in just as much of a coma a you are.

Hart: Why do you always doubt him, Lance? What if, just this one time, he was telling the truth?

Wilden: So you're admitting that most of the time, he's not?

Hart: I'm speaking hypothetically.

Wilden: No. I'll never believe another word out of his mouth ever again!

Hart: What if he said your refrigerator was running? You wouldn't go out and catch it? Personally, I would!

Wilden: Well, our main event tonight was supposed to be Christian Roman facing the members of Omega one at a time in a gauntlet match. Due to Notorious JON's fake coma, however, Tony Awesome has changed the match to a handicap match featuring Roman facing Heretic and Omega's newest recruit, Austin Edwards!

Hart: Austin Edwards is gonna be a loyal member of Omega, and this'll do great things for his career. Unlike whatshisname.

Dixon: The following contest is a handicap match set for one fall! Introducing first and making his way to the ring from Dublin, Ireland; weighing in at 234 pounds…CHRRRRRRRISSTIAAAAAN ROOOOMAAAAN!

They called me the man with the blood of Christ honesty
But tonight I drink with heathens and the finest of our blasphemies
In wine there's truth but in silence there's surrender
A screaming for the silence in stunned suspicious terror

[Pyrotechnics explode in unison at the top of the ramp as flashes of a tattooed back, littered with Christian symbols floods the screen]

Built a temple in my life and used God to seal the pillars
After twenty years of fighting young heretics and killers
I watch my temple fall to pieces at the first signs of oncoming weather
Fell to my knees like Jesus in the cave, knew I would die
But my lips could only; I am not your son, so why have you forsaken me?
There's a hole in my heart but it just makes me unholy

[As the smoke clears, Christian Roman marches through to a chorus of cheers; determined, he quickly moves down to the ring and slides in]

Crucified that night and walked away with alter-egos
Like the prison priest who preached his dead and buried gospel
While my faith is in ruins my duty breathes strong
I'm a parrot in a cage saying prayers to belong to a textbook
Of my crying, lying, dying history; a time so full of life that I was anything but me

[Instead of bouncing off the ropes a few times, he calls for the microphone from Donna Dixon and pauses to wait for the end of crowd approval and his theme music]

Christian Roman: As the bible says, He that worketh deceit shall not dwell within my house: he that telleth lies shall not tarry in my sight. Omega once again has tried to deceive cWo, and their insturment, Tony Awesome, has denied my original request for an Omega gauntlet. What is it that scares Notorious JON about the prospects of stepping into the ring with me? If they truely believe that I'm no threat, then why not...
[Roman is interrupted by the image of Rick Astley appearing on the jumbotron as the music video begins to play]

Wilden: ...What on earth is this?

Hart: RickRoll!! Roman's been Rickroll'd!!

[Roman tries to speak into the mic, but it's been turned off. He slams it down as Rick Astley continues to sing.]

WE'RE NO STRANGERS TO LOVE
YOU KNOW THE RULES AND SO DO I
A FULL COMMITMENT'S WHAT I'M THINKING OF
YOU WOULDN'T GET THIS FROM ANY OTHER GUY

[There's a commotion in the audience as we see Edwards and Heretic moving through the crowd towards the ring.]

NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP
NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN
NEVER GONNA RUN AWAY AND DESERT YOU

[Edwards and Heretic jump the guardrail and move towards the ring, Roman's back is turned.]

NEVER GONNA MAKE YOU CRY
NEVER GONNA SAY GOODBYE
NEVER GONNA TELL A LIE AND HURT YOU

[Edwards and Heretic slide int the ring, but are immediatly met with a huge flying double clothesline from Roman!]

[DING DING DING]

Wilden: Well Omega's plan backfired, as Roman was expecting it all along!

Hart: What? Nobody can beat the Rickroll!

Wilden: Edwards and Heretic to thier feet.. Roman with a dropkick that sends Edwards crashing into Heretic, then follows it with another double clothesline! Both members of Omega are down! Heretic back up, and he's greeted by a big right hand, and another, and another, and here's one for Austin Edwards! Roman is ready for Omega tonight..he may be outnumbered but he's really giving it to these two!

Hart; It's ok! Just feel it out, guys! Wait for your opportunities!

Wilden: Roman shoves Heretic hard into the corner, then whips Austin Edwards right into him! Edwards staggers forward, drop toe hold by Roman! Heretic now staggering out of the corner.. Roman with a HUGE DDT!! That spikes Heretic into the mat... Heretic now rolling out of the ring, leaving Roman alone with Austin Edwards! Roman pulls Edwards to his feet! He whips him into the ropes, then follows with a huge back body drop! Edwards tries to get to his feet, but Roman nails him with a baseball slide! Roman pulls Edwards up and hiptosses him to the center of the ring, then bounces off the ropes and executes a diving chop! Meanwhile, Heretic is just watching from outside the ring!

Hart: Good! Let the new guy earn his stripes! Heretic's got nothing to prove!

Wilden: Both men to their feet. Edwards with a cheap shot, that staggers Roman, Edwards now with a big chop to the chest, and another, and another... Edwards sends Roman into the ropes... Roman ducks a clothesline, Roman bounes off the ropes and sends Edwards down with a crossbody! The cover..

ONE...

TWO...

Wilden: Edwards kicks out! Roman pulls Edwards up.. he hooks him, vertical suplex! Roman drops a knee into the solar plexes of Austin Edwards! Heretic STILL just standing outside of the ring. Not even reacting to what's going on!

Hart: This was the problem with Muru... he couldn't deliver! Well, Heretic is gonna MAKE Austin Edwards deliever!

Wilden: Well right now, Christian Roman is in total control of this match! Roman pulls Austin Edwards to his feet again... he spins him around, applies a full nelson and slams Edwards hard into the mat with a Full Nelson slam! Roman now applying an armbar submission on Edwards! Referee Johnny Williams now getting into the position and checking with Edwards..

Hart: Heretic! Come on! This match is NO DQ!

Wilden: Did you just encourage them to cheat?

Hart: It's not cheating if it's legal!

Wilden: Roman really wrenching the arm of Edwards hard.... and Edwards looks to be in some pain. Wait a second... Heretic's now heading over here, what's he doing?

[Heretic pulls Lance Wilden up and takes his chair.]

Wilden: Oh come on! Not again!

Hart: HA! You lost your chair!

[Heretic slides in the ring and nails Roman on the back with the chair]

Wilden: Well, there's Tony Awesome's No DQ stipulation coming into play! Roman breaks the hold! Heretic now putting the chair in the corner, up on the top two turnbuckles. Heretic pulls Roman to his feet, going for an Irish whip.. REVERSED by Roman! Heretic smashes head first into the chair, and Heretic is busted wide open! Roman now grabs the chair and cracks it over the head of Heretic, and that sends Omega's second in command down! Edwards to his feet, and he walks right into another huge chair shot by Roman!

[The crowd boos as Jen Diamond emerges from the entrance ramp, dressed in a Nurse's uniform. She wheels a wheelchair down with her. On the wheelchair sits Notorious JON, who is unmoving and now suddenly has long hair and a beard.]

Hart: Look at that, Lance! One of the giants of the industry reduced to THIS!

Wilden: OH COME ON! He's been in this fictional Coma for a few hours, what's with the hair and the beard? And what's he doing down here anyway!

Hart: Maybe it'll snap him out of it!

[Roman stands and shouts at Jen Diamond as she wheels Notorious JON to ringside.]

Diamond: He;s a prisoner of his own mind, leave him alone!

Wilden: Well here's Heretic taking advantage of the distraction and he locks Roman into a sleeperhold! Austin Edwards to his feet, and now he's hammering away with punches to the midsection of Roman! Roman with a back elbow.. that knocks Heretic off, but Edwards with a heads up move and he sends Roman down with a neckbreaker! Heretic and Edwards now both stomping away on Roman.

[Jen Diamond reaches behind Notorious JON and pulls a pair of brass knuckles out of the wheelchair. She tosses them into the ring, and Edwards picks them up and slides them on his knuckles.]

Wilden: Oh, come on! Omega's broguht their own weapons!

Hart: Of course! They're like boyscouts, always prepared!

Wilden: "Boyscout" isn't the word that I would use to describe Heretic.

Hart: I know for a fact that he helps old ladies cross the street!

Wilden: Edwards now pounding away at the midsection of Roman with those brass knuckles! Heretic pulls Roman to his feet. Edwards now winds up, about to deliver a haymaker with those brass knuckles and NO! Blocked by Roman! Roman with some rights to the head of Austin Edwards, and he drops the brass knuckles! Roman dives, trying to get the knucks and slide them on his fingers but NO.. Heretic now trying to pull him away.

[Suddenly, Notorious JON begins to stir. He jumps to his feet and looks around, terrified.]

Hart: It's a miracle, Lance! He's awake!

Notorious JON: How many years was I out?! What terrible future is this?

[He slides into the ring, grabbing the brass knuckles and putting them on his finger. He looks down at them like they're some new alien technology.]

Hart: Look what the coma's done to him! It's like he's re-learning!

[Edwards and Heretic hold Roman, Notorious JON slams the brass knuckles into Roman's stomach.]

Wilden: And there it is! This is what their plan was all along! The three of them now kicking Roman to the floor and stomping away!

[The crowd suddenly cheers as Ronald "Wrecking" Crewe comes running full speed down the aisle.]

Wilden: Backup's here! It's Crewe!

Hart: This has NOTHING to do with him!

Wilden: Omega's been picking on him for the last two weeks, he's looking to get even! Crewe hits the ring! He sends Edwards down with a flying lariat! Heretic goes for a right hand but Crewe ducks it and CREWE WITH A ROUNDHOUSE KICK! That staggers Heretic and HE'S DOWN! Crewe just took Heretic down with one kick!! Crewe now staring down Notorious JON, who's begging him off, but Crewe doesn't seem to have much sympathy!

Notorious JON: MY COMA!

[Notorious JON falls on his back on the mat before Crewe can even touch him.]

Hart: No! He's put him back in a coma!

Wilden: Oh please! Roman now getting to his feet. Crewe picking up the chair in the ring, and takes out a charging Austin Edwards! Edwards rolls to the outside, followed by Crewe. Roman pulls Heretic into position, he's got him hooked... PAINS OF MATYRDOM! The cover...

ONE...

TWO...

THREE!

[DING DING DING]

Dixon: Here is your winner.. CHRISTIAAAAN ROOOMAAAAN!

Wilden: Roman's done it!

Hart: Yeah by CHEATING!

Wilden: He beat Omega at their own game! Their plan completely backfired thanks to Ronald Crewe! But fans, I have the feeling that this rivalry is far from over! That's all the time we have for today, we'll see you next week for more cWo Driven!

[Roman and Crewe walk to the back, leaving Jen Diamond standing at ringside with the members of Omega all down in the ring. The copyright info comes on the screen and the show fades to black.]